Rants of a diamond281











{May 6, 2009}   Think about this…

Before I say completely what this little rant is about, I want you to think about this little story.

You haven’t been well at all for the last 2 weeks or so.  You thought it might be something very minor but something minor would clear up in a few days, right? You’re worried so you decide to go to your doctor and discuss it with them.  They agree that it might be something to worry about, so they give you tests to see what’s wrong.  After a few days, you get a call back from the doctor.  They want you to come back in for a discussion about your results.  This can’t be good.  So, you go in and talk to the doctor and its serious, for example, cancer.  Now imagine this.  The doctor turns around and says its not serious enough for treatment and to come back when you are feeling worse.  You’d be pretty pissed off, right? You won’t get the treatment because your case isn’t serious enough.

The disturbing fact though is that this is already happening.  Of course not with cancer or a physical illness.  It’s happening with mental health illnesses.  You go to the doctor, he refers you to a specialist but because the system is so overrun with patients, the minor cases of depression are just getting ignored! It’s a shocking system which I’ve been through a lot.  Any student who has even glanced at a psychology textbook will tell you that the most effective treatment of a mental health illness isn’t just drugs, its with psychological therapy and drugs combined. But most of these patients are just on drugs for years at a time! Their underlining issues aren’t being dealt with so as soon as they come of the drugs, they get more depressed, new symptoms occur, the patient feels worse and they struggle to return to the medication.  There’s NO supervision for these patients with these drugs, which be can be very dangerous if the patient just stops them completely – and that’s more common than you think.  The system in the UK is shocking towards mental health.

So, why doesn’t the hospitals or the government train more clinical psychologists to ease the system and get more minor cases seen to as will as proper supervision of drugs as well? To be a psychologist, you need a psychology degree.  To get into clinical psychology, you need a postgraduate degree.  After that, you go to a hospital for a 2 year placement before fully becoming a clinical psychologist.  And of course, its ideal to be accreditted with the British Psychological Society too!  Trust me, I’m at the degree stage of all that!  But the problem, especially in Scotland, is that these 2 year placements are very very limited.  Most of them are based in England which is fine if you are English.  But what if you want to stay in Scotland? I’ve been looking over the last 6 or so months and I’ve only ever seen one placement in Edinburgh.

In a population of 5 million people, 1 million of them will get a mental health illness in their lifes (that’s 1 in 5) and to serve those people, we get one placement to train our future clinical psychologists?  That’s just nuts!

Our British and Scottish governments need to review mental health treatments and training within the NHS.  Mental health issues are a very serious matter.  What’s the point of encouraging people to go, only to get turned away when they need the system the most?

Think about it.



{July 12, 2008}   SQUEEEE!

So yeah, I have a secret from my blog readers…I’m going to Japan!! Amazing hun?

I’m travelling down to my boyfriend’s parents on Monday, then over to his Boss’ house on Wednesday afternoon.  Stay in London for the night – and get to meet up with my awesome best friend Steph!  Then Thursday morning, I fly out to Japan and arrive over there on the Friday their time…I believe.

I am sooo excited!



{September 17, 2007}   Grrr…

So yeah, college is a bitch slightly and I had my first job interview since moving down to Aberdeen.

I know that college wasn’t gonna be a big skive like it was last year.  Hell, if I had my random 2 month illness again this year, I would be completely and utterly fucked.  Chances of sorting it all out and passing would be an impossible task.  Last year, I had to do that. I’ll admit it wasn’t easy but fuck I did and passed every part of the course, unlike a few members of the class…

So today, about 3ish, I had a job interview at Jumping Jaks, a nightclub here in Aberdeen.  I have no bar experience or previous jobs but I was a bit confident that I would get it.  My boyfriend, Ricky, used to work there and said that they were badly needing the staff so I thought they wouldn’t be too picky…so as I type this, I’m playing the waiting game and I bloody hate it.  I hate feeling anxious and nervious but it’s out of my hands.  I remember when I tried to get a job in a supermarket before in Shetland.  Jesus, they offered me the job within a day of my interview but when they found out that I had my exams to do first it was the whole “We’ll call you” thing.  Fuck, I mean, if they aren’t interested, can they not just say there and then instead of giving false hope?!

Enough rants for now. I have an essay on psychology pre 1920s to do…oh joy…



{September 9, 2007}   Heya

Yes, I finally decided to get a blog for myself to avoid ranting everywhere on the internet.



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